Dont you miss talking with me at all? Remember the time when you couldnt go a couple hours without hearing my voice. Even when you called in September at work and you cried at the thought of never hearing I love you baby forever and always again. I remember very well your immortal words - that just doesnt work for me. Well, my love, this situation doesnt work for me. Yes, I will be respectful and will wait as long as I have to, but hope is starting over, rebuilding the road stronger than before, and yes, perhaps a little slower, but God brought us together before. To deny that is to deny Him. We fell in love so quickly before. Maybe doing so now over time, being more thankful for each other, being more appreciative of whatever time we have will make us stronger than before. How amazing would that be? You always couldnt wait for me to get home so we could hear about each others day, or plan the next visit, or just talk about random stuff like helping each other with cooking, or recipes, or hearing what new I had planned that day to love you even more - when you couldnt wait to see how much higher the pedestal would go that day with you on it where you as the worlds most beautiful queen should be. You asked me once if I could keep this up loving you like this? These pages, my begging and pleading, my determination (which you once swooned over), my song dedications, the five recordings, your poems, the now 4 rings waiting for you including your Chanel bow ring let alone the pink diamonds, your opal mine - in short, not giving up on this. Because I promised you I wouldnt and like the Scottish vow, I love you that much. Again, all of this for the future, not necessarily now, even if thats what I would want. Again, its all about seeing and knowing the hope and promise, and it would make sitting in the stands at least a little more palatable. I want us both to get to a point where we can love each other like we did this summer and just not worry about what people think; what the world thinks. Like this song from when I was in Australia last month: baby, I just wanna show you off. What will it take to convince you that my love is real? That my repentance is real? That my drive, determination, and commitment to you and only you is real? That you are worth it, at least to me if not to anyone else? That I will meet the high bar? That I will proudly lift you back on that pedestal as high as you want it to go? That I want to protect, honor, obey, worship, defend, fight for, nurse, and unwaveringly stand next to your side through any storm - never taking my eyes off of you. Ever. How could I? You are perfect - you are a dream - you are Heaven on earth. And everything up there is. And I am in hell without you...literally. Do these words still stir your soul as they did before? When you needed to hear me say them as much as I enjoy telling them to you as many times as you want me to: I love you baby - always and forever... https://youtube/watch?v=bld2tsM4nLM
Posted on: Thu, 20 Nov 2014 21:33:51 +0000
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